They filled me in on the latest check up. Everything was going well. My wife was going to be a little more tired than usual, but that was to be expect...d. That's why we asked Sally to come help.My wife started rubbing my cock through my pants. Honey, you've been so good. I know how horney you are. I can't do much for you.I got up, went and refilled my wine glass and Sally's too. Ah, where's this going honey. Sally doesn't need to know or hear this. This is really private stuff you're talking. “There’s a light on the dash, my mate says it’s the check engine light.”“Ok, give me a couple of minutes. You can go and sit back there,” he said, pointing. “Kettle’s just boiled, help yourself.”Faith found the cleanest mug out of a bad bunch and made herself a brew, hope warring with realism. “Please don’t be anything expensive!” she thought to herself. She sat, flicking through an out of date car magazine disinterestedly, occasionally sipping tea. Eventually, Derek came in.“Well, love,” he. . forty-seven hundred or so for five days, nine heads, at fifteen cents a pound." He opened his eyes, and found Kate looking down at the sheet, then at him, and she shook her head, smiling."We can't afford that without selling more stock. Our retirement fund's kind of gone, not much left." Kate made a face. She said, "This is our retirement, I know," to forestall Dan. "Hurry up and get elected, we need the income."Dan shook his head. "What's the going rate for labor? It can't be that much,. . Could you read me one more story? Pleeeeeeaze!" Just like when she was little. I laughed and looked at her, realising her beautiful face was serious."Ok, then."I had intended reading to her on the couch, but she stood, and taking my hand pulled me to my feet, then led me into her bedroom. I couldn't help admiring her pert arse in those pyjamas. She climbed into bed. I suddenly had a thought and opened a box to find the book which had been Gemma's favourite. My daughter had boxed it up a week.